The peace that formerly reigned in Terra Nova has eroded, now little more than a memory. War ravages the continent. Disputes divide kingdoms; ideals divide families. The quest for power consumes absolutely and indiscriminately. None are immune to its allure.
Who will rise and who will fall? Only time—and ambition—will tell.
UPDATES
05.12.2023
Established the "Tag Staff" discord channel for helping update the site.
05.26.2023
2 month character creation hold for all existing members begins 6/5/2023.
This fall and winter was a period of low activity for the site, but even so, the Dresmond board has continued to simmer with excitement. This kingdom has moved from distant side dish to a dramatic main course in the world of Terra Nova. A big shout out to members Heather, Nix, and Darkest whose high activity has helped lead it through a renaissance into a new era!
Post by Drystan Eldouir on May 26, 2022 15:13:15 GMT -5
He just blinked, like a cat. A slightly resigned cat that would forever deny that he was bored enough to agree. Obviously he was going along to get up-to-date information on Coheed. Nothing else.
"Please don't stain my clothes with blood. Again."
Post by Hiram Eldouir on May 26, 2022 19:53:00 GMT -5
Hiram's smirk spread into a wide-mouthed, toothy grin as he spread his arms in a full upper body shrug.
"You know me." Actually, he could pull out every trace of blood from a piece of cloth if he tried hard enough. It was likely he'd intentionally left it just to jank Drystan's chain.
And with that, blood began to rise from a corner in the cave, a pool of it that always sat there, waiting to do its master's bidding. In a flash it was in the air, all around them, and with a gurgling they were consumed.